Gao Jingchuan froze for a few seconds on the other end before suddenly catching on. "You're insulting me in a roundabout way, aren't you? You're the one talking crap!"
"Really don't have any crap to let out? Then I'm hanging up," Shen Bing said calmly. "I'm busy right now. I might not have time to take your calls."
"Don't! Please don't!" Gao Jingchuan panicked. "Bro! Big bro! Can't you cut me some slack just this once? I'm calling on official business."
Shen Bing asked leisurely, "Go on, then. What is it?"
Gao Jingchuan said, "Is your company really planning to enter the automotive industry?"
"Of course. Didn't we already put out an announcement?"
"Uh... let me ask a personal favor first. Have you built any prototypes yet? Could you get me a few? I'll pay market price."
Shen Bing rolled his eyes. "Stop trying to sound cute with that accent. Don't think I don't know you were born and raised in Sichuan Province."
"Hehe, I'm just lightening the mood. Just tell me if you can!"
"No!"
"Don't be so heartless! Just one car..."
"We haven't built one yet."
"Huh... that's not like you! Doesn't your company usually finish the product before announcing it? What happened this time? Have you lost your mind?"
Shen Bing could picture the look on Gao Jingchuan's face, just begging for a punch. "Because I felt like it!" he snapped.
"Uh..." Gao Jingchuan had no comeback. "Fine, looks like there's nothing more to say about my personal favor. Let's talk business first."
"Spit it out," Shen Bing said.
Gao Jingchuan nearly choked. Pretending he hadn't heard that, he continued, "Old Shen, here's the thing. The Chief asked me to find out whether your company really intends to enter the automotive industry."
Shen Bing paused. Hadn't he